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he murmured. We dined beneath the stars. The food was delicious, but I hardly remembered what I ate. My focus stayed on him—the curve of his smile, the way his fingers kept finding mine across the table, the gentle vulnerability in his eyes. Luke Graham, the man I once thought was only a coldhearted boss, now looked at me like I held his entire universe. After dessert, he stood and offered me his hand. “Dance with me?” There was no music but the memory of the quartet and the distant sounds of the city. I nodded, rising to meet him.

His name was Alexander Sterling, CEO of a rising tech company, recently named by Forbes as one of the most influential entrepreneurs under thirty. “Carina, you’re breathtaking tonight,” Alexander said, kissing the back of my hand. “May I have this dance?” “Of course.” As the music began, we moved to the dance floor. Alexander’s hand rested on my waist as we swayed slowly. “You know,” he whispered in my ear, “I’ve been following your work for a while. Your designs have a special kind of power. They’re captivating.” “Thank you.” Not far away, Chloe was dancing with a young banker.

Damn me. “Okay, this night was supposed to be about having fun. Do you want to dance?” “Are you asking me to dance?” I ask. “I think I am. Come on!” Cassius stands and grabs my hand to take me to the dance floor. He begins to move his body to the beat. The song “One Kiss” by Calvin Harris and Dua Lipa is now playing. “May I?” He stretches his palm, seeking permission.

“Please, call me Charlene.” “Very well, Lady Charlene.” A moment of uncomfortable silence settled among the group. Although it couldn’t have lasted more than a minute, it felt as though it had been an eternity. Finally, Lisa gently cleared her throat. “Father, why don’t you ask Charlene to dance? I can have the DJ put on a classical piece or one of those older rock songs that you like so much.” “No, I’m afraid that I don’t really feel like dancing tonight,” Andrew replied. He looked at his Rolex. “In fact, I think I should get going.”

Davis cut in, his deep voice slicing through everything. Quietness swept their corner again. In seconds, it wasn’t just their table anymore — the whole hall was watching. All eyes turned toward the CEO standing before them and the strange tension building there. “First, thank you for being here, Mr. Davis,” Gracias said, with fake curled smiles. “Caro thinks she’s some kind of demi-god, daring to request a kiss from the CEO himself.” Laughter followed her words, small, wicked chuckles from the ladies across the table. Her colleagues.

Intending to make sure she did not hear Ricardo’s words. “Who is our CEO, Sir? What’s his name?” Ricardo looked at Velia, annoyed. “Lucas,” he replied. “Lucas Hernandez.” And when Velia heard that name, she subconsciously turned to the other side of the room. On a large table in the center of the room, a man was sitting there. Velia shoked. Especially when she realized the man was staring at her unblinkingly. Her heart was beating so fast. Lucas? *

I greeted them and they responded, fixing up themselves and standing in composure as their ‘respectable’ CEO was present. I loosened my tie and tossed my jacket to Chandler. Jeremy began playing a fast paced song and started recording in order to give the kids a chance to watch. “Whoever's birthday is today is lucky because today your CEO has prepared a show for you. Let's go!” Jeremy announced and I began dancing at that and the staff uproared in shock and laughter at my crazy dance moves. I danced for about three minutes which was how long the song was and the staff laughed all the way, talking amongst each other and also recording. “Shout out to my babies.” I announced after like a pop st

" Gideon addressed her directly. "Wow, I didn't expect you to be so quick at negotiating," Catherine chuckled as she sipped her wine. "As you can see, I'm a very busy person, and tonight I'll meet with my secretary. I also owe her dinner," he explained. "Do you mean you're going on a date with her tonight?" Catherine elaborates. "No, it's work-related. She's been stressed out over the last few weeks, so it's my responsibility as her boss to treat her to dinner. You know, I never put my professional life ahead of my personal life," Gideon explained as he sipped his wine.

Dan sat and extended his hand to me. "Congrats." "Thank you." I replied and was about to reach for his hand but the music suddenly stopped and all of us looked at the DJ booth. "Uh s-sorry. That was my mistake." The guy inside the booth apologized and smiled at us, but he was looking in my way like he's so nervous into something that I couldn't pinpoint. "Hey." Charlene finally showed up and she pushed the guy on my other side and she whispered to me as the loud music blasted again. "I heard that the CEO is here."

I whined but he pulled my hands and brought me to the center of the living room in the pretense that it was the dance floor. We started to sway to the music, him leading me. “You look really sexy tonight.” He whispered in my ear when he pulled me back to his chest making my heart beat faster. “Is that one of your ways to charm women?” I asked to lighten the fire inside of me when I felt his fingers glide through my arm. He chuckled before spinning me again and doing a perfect drop, he winked at me. “Maybe. Is it working?” I shrugged and continued to dance to the music as random thoughts to how this night would end filled my head. I tried to remind myself that we were only friends but each mo